Chapter One
I dipped m y toes into the gleaming silver-blue water. It was warm. The white sand beneath my feet sunk between my toes. I pinched the brim of the wide straw hat and smiled. Sun kissed my toned body, and I stepped gingerly out toward my lover. Alexi tore through the still water like a hurricane. His lean muscled shoulders rippled under his many arcane tattoos, and his long black curls were slicked back, wet and dripping down his neck.
The day was warm and full of promise. We'd woken that morning in a luxurious spa resort suite overlooking the sea on the Crimean Peninsula. The all-day drive to get there, paid off in the most comfortable bed I'd slept in, in a month. We ate breakfast in our room, wearing white fluffy bathrobes. And I bathed in a huge Jacuzzi tub in the massive suite bathroom. Things were looking up. The calluses on my hands had stopped bleeding, and my stomach was full. I tried to push the thoughts of the dingy little shack out of my mind like it was a bad dream. This was my life for today— five-star resorts, Alexi by my side, delicious food, and a Jacuzzi bathtub.
Alexi had been boyish and lively all morning. He loved this part of the country because of its promise of leisure and frivolity-- something his youth had sorely lacked. Something left over from his hard childhood made him a workaholic by nature. And he was the kind of man to play just as hard.
“ Come!” Alexi beckoned from the water, waving his strong arm toward me. I giggled and flung the hat aside, bounding toward him. When I reached him, he enfolded me in his arms, covering my mouth with a kiss before pulling me down under water. I had barely enough time to gasp for air before we crashed into the salty sea. He twisted me like a crocodile twists its kill, pushing his body into mine, so I could feel him strong and hard against me. Finally, he let me emerge from the drink, gasping for breath.
“ You nearly drowned me!” I chided, wiping my eyes and heaving.
“ You are never in danger in my arms, my Darling,” he said holding me and kissing away the irritation in my veins.
I smiled up at him, water running down my face, and I rapped my arms around his shoulders. He pulled me into his body and kissed my neck. I let my head fall backwards. My hair fell down my arched back as he nuzzled me. I could feel him rising between her legs below his Speedo. I wanted him, wanted to feel him deep inside the most secret parts of my body and soul, but now was not the time.
“ We can’t make love on this crowded beach,” I whispered into his ear.
“ Why not,” he said, gripping me more tightly and biting my neck.
“ Won’t we be arrested?” I could feel panic rise as he moved his hand under the water, probing for my pussy. I didn’t want to end up in a Ukrainian prison for indecent exposure and public sex. My parents would be livid. I’d never hear the end of it, and it would definitely put an end to my summer plans.
“ Perhaps you are right, Lyubimaya,” he released me and dove into the deep sea. “Come!” he yelled.
I dove after him, kicking my legs and pumping my arms to try to catch up. He was fast, but I was as fit as he was. He was a body length ahead of me, and I strained to overtake him. The competitive spark inside me strained to catch him— to swim past him to whatever mark meant the finish line. But he was too strong a swimmer for me. This was his land, his sea. He barreled forward leaving me further and further behind. When he saw how far back I had fallen, he stopped and swam back to me.
“ Oh, my Darling,” he said as we treaded water, “You almost had me. I was sure you would win.” He kissed my cheek, and we slowly swam back to shore, side-by-side.
When we reached the beach, I retrieved my discarded hat and replaced it on my head. We had a sun umbrella set up with beach chairs and blankets at a prime spot on the sun baked shore. We toweled off and relaxed into the chairs. Alexi opened a picnic
I dipped m y toes into the gleaming silver-blue water. It was warm. The white sand beneath my feet sunk between my toes. I pinched the brim of the wide straw hat and smiled. Sun kissed my toned body, and I stepped gingerly out toward my lover. Alexi tore through the still water like a hurricane. His lean muscled shoulders rippled under his many arcane tattoos, and his long black curls were slicked back, wet and dripping down his neck.
The day was warm and full of promise. We'd woken that morning in a luxurious spa resort suite overlooking the sea on the Crimean Peninsula. The all-day drive to get there, paid off in the most comfortable bed I'd slept in, in a month. We ate breakfast in our room, wearing white fluffy bathrobes. And I bathed in a huge Jacuzzi tub in the massive suite bathroom. Things were looking up. The calluses on my hands had stopped bleeding, and my stomach was full. I tried to push the thoughts of the dingy little shack out of my mind like it was a bad dream. This was my life for today— five-star resorts, Alexi by my side, delicious food, and a Jacuzzi bathtub.
Alexi had been boyish and lively all morning. He loved this part of the country because of its promise of leisure and frivolity-- something his youth had sorely lacked. Something left over from his hard childhood made him a workaholic by nature. And he was the kind of man to play just as hard.
“ Come!” Alexi beckoned from the water, waving his strong arm toward me. I giggled and flung the hat aside, bounding toward him. When I reached him, he enfolded me in his arms, covering my mouth with a kiss before pulling me down under water. I had barely enough time to gasp for air before we crashed into the salty sea. He twisted me like a crocodile twists its kill, pushing his body into mine, so I could feel him strong and hard against me. Finally, he let me emerge from the drink, gasping for breath.
“ You nearly drowned me!” I chided, wiping my eyes and heaving.
“ You are never in danger in my arms, my Darling,” he said holding me and kissing away the irritation in my veins.
I smiled up at him, water running down my face, and I rapped my arms around his shoulders. He pulled me into his body and kissed my neck. I let my head fall backwards. My hair fell down my arched back as he nuzzled me. I could feel him rising between her legs below his Speedo. I wanted him, wanted to feel him deep inside the most secret parts of my body and soul, but now was not the time.
“ We can’t make love on this crowded beach,” I whispered into his ear.
“ Why not,” he said, gripping me more tightly and biting my neck.
“ Won’t we be arrested?” I could feel panic rise as he moved his hand under the water, probing for my pussy. I didn’t want to end up in a Ukrainian prison for indecent exposure and public sex. My parents would be livid. I’d never hear the end of it, and it would definitely put an end to my summer plans.
“ Perhaps you are right, Lyubimaya,” he released me and dove into the deep sea. “Come!” he yelled.
I dove after him, kicking my legs and pumping my arms to try to catch up. He was fast, but I was as fit as he was. He was a body length ahead of me, and I strained to overtake him. The competitive spark inside me strained to catch him— to swim past him to whatever mark meant the finish line. But he was too strong a swimmer for me. This was his land, his sea. He barreled forward leaving me further and further behind. When he saw how far back I had fallen, he stopped and swam back to me.
“ Oh, my Darling,” he said as we treaded water, “You almost had me. I was sure you would win.” He kissed my cheek, and we slowly swam back to shore, side-by-side.
When we reached the beach, I retrieved my discarded hat and replaced it on my head. We had a sun umbrella set up with beach chairs and blankets at a prime spot on the sun baked shore. We toweled off and relaxed into the chairs. Alexi opened a picnic
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